Tuesday, August 26, 2014

All I see out there, is a beautiful place, winking its joy - quiet and bright

For scientists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

Nor do I need to be an artist, to stay up all night - painting a starry sky

For while they paint - they work - and while they work they don't enjoy

For me just looking, at such a surreal thing, makes time seem to fly

For artists see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I might not notice the flower beds I stand upon

But it's not for them I've come here

For this beautiful sight, unlike flowers - is dead upon dawn

For maybe even flowers see, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

I'd rather enjoy this one whole night, having the sky all to me

Such beautiful moments come rare - so look at it when you have eyes

I'd rather never be an artist or scientist and work my night lacking glee

For everyone sees, the same I see, but not in the fashion I do

For what they see, is just another night of gloomy toil
But for me it is a peaceful night, to think and watch
The twinkling stars, and gleaming moon - this night nobody can spoil
Perhaps it's only those out there who see what I see

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